Chapter 17: Bad influence
A/N- Sooooo sorry for the lack of updates!!! I have been with a terrible case of writer's block/schoolitis but I wasn't about to write some crappy thing for the sake of updating... so without further a do... chapter 17!
Ahh.. there is nothing like a summer at the Burrow
True... very true
Well when we last left you off we had finished our third year
And as you can see... we were about to get into deep trouble
...what else is new?
"Fred! George!" a muffled voice was heard from outside the dark bedroom.
"Mmmph" George, who was closest to the closed door shifted in his sleep.
The person knocked harder on the door.
"Mum go away... I like lemons" Fred mumbled.
"That's it..." the voice muttered, there was a loud click and the door slammed open, followed by the sound of a crash.
"Argh!" Ron screamed.
"We're up! We're up!"
"Geez..."
George looked at a furious Ron who was covered head to toe in green goo.
"Hey our burglary system works" Fred smiled sleepily.
"Very funny..." Ron wiped some muck away from his face.
"So... what is it ickle Ronniekins?"
"Yeah... did the mean old ghoul scare you?"
"Sod off... I came to ask you a favor" he looked angrily at them.
"Yes?" Fred asked uninterestedly.
"I think Harry's in trouble! He wont answer my letters... nor Hermione's" he looked worried.
"Ok, what do you need us to do?" They got up and stretched.
"I need you to drive Dad's car to Surrey, where Harry lives"
"What!?" they nearly choked.
"We need to rescue him!" Ron argued.
"Oooh little brother you are most evil" George smiled sheepishly.
"I think we're a bad influence on him..."
"I know" George grinned again.
So after changing into their clothes and quietly "borrowing" the car keys, the trio sped off into the cloudy night sky in a turquoise Ford Anglia. They were headed towards Privet Drive number four.
A couple of hours passed until they saw the glittering lampposts of a suburban neighborhood. They lowered the car slowly until they reached a tiny barred window.
"Ron!" a surprised and confused looking Harry appeared in the window. "How did- What the-
"Everything all right there Harry?" George waved at him from the passenger seat.
"What happened? Why didn't you answer my letters? I've asked you like twelve times to come over to my house for a couple of days, then dad came home and told me you got an apprehension note from the ministry of magic!"
"It wasn't me...but how did he find out?"
"He works there, c'mon Harry you know we can't do magic outside school..."
"Funny you should say that" he eyed the car suspiciously.
"This doesn't count... we only borrowed it. It's our dad's; we didn't charm it. But you did magic in front of those muggles you live with..."
"It wasn't me I'm telling you... but it's a long story. Look, could you tell Hogwarts that the Dursleys have me locked up and that I can't go back to school, and that I can't use magic to get out, because if I do the minister will think it's the second time I do it in three days so that..."
"Stop saying rubbish; we've come to take you home with us"
"But you can't use magic to get me out..."
"We don't need it... remember who I brought with me..." the twins smiled from the front seats.
"Tie this to the window" Fred threw one end of the rope to Ron.
"Don't worry... and step back" Fred waited until Harry was at a safe distance and hit the accelerator until the bars cracked off the window as the car sped off momentarily.
"Get in" Ron told Harry.
"But my school stuff, my wand, my broom..."
"Where are they?"
"Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, and I cant get out of this room"
"Don't worry, I'll get them" George said stepping through the passenger window, Fred followed. George leaned in front of the locked door, got out a bobby pin from his jean pocket and started to pick the lock.
"Many wizards think that learning these muggle tricks is a waste of time" Fred said observing his brother jiggling the pin inside the lock. "But we think it's worth knowing, even though they are a bit slow..." the door clicked open.
"We'll go down and get your stuff, pick up whatever you need from this room and hand it to Ron through the window" George whispered.
The twins quietly tiptoed down the stairs and found the cupboard George picked the lock and grabbed one end of the trunk while Fed grabbed the other and started heaving it upstairs and into the car.
"Great let's go!" George whispered, quickly followed by a loud owl screech.
"THAT DAMNED OWL!"
"I forgot Hedwig!" Harry jumped through the window and grabbed Hedwig's cage. Just as Harry was climbing through the window a large man with a walrus mustache slammed the door open. He seemed shocked at the strange scene but recovered quickly, tackling Harry and grabbing his ankle.
"Grab him Ron!" The twins said pulling on Harry.
"Fred hit the accelerator!" Fred hit the pedal and the car sped off into the full moon.
A few hours passed as the foursome talked. A hint of pink and gold was starting to appear among the horizon. Fred and George landed the car safely into the garage and tiptoed into the backdoor.
"Now, we have to go up the stairs as quietly as possible, then you run downstairs Ron, and say 'Oh mum! Look who came to visit us!' and she'll be delighted and we're off the hook..."
Just then the four saw Mrs. Weasley running after some plum chickens.
"Ah!" Fred muttered.
"Oh God..."
"So..." Mrs. Weasley said, standing in front of them, hands on her hips.
"Morning Mum!" George said in his most innocent and cheery voice.
"Do you have any idea how worried I was!"
Fred and George zoned off, nodding in a guilty fashion every once in a while. They've had a lot of practice in tuning out their furious mother's tirades.
After rescuing Harry...
Which they never thanked us for!
...we got de-gnoming duties
A few days later we went to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies
I remember we used Floo Powder... and confidentially... Harry may be one of the most powerful wizards in Great Britain...
...but when it comes to simple tasks... like using Floo Powder...
he's a bit of a dolt really...
yes a bit slow...
Well, that's it for now!
Cheers
